At the hospital, Travis was relaxing because he had no patients to deal with. The man who wore a bluish-black suit combined with a white coat sat playing on his cellphone, then thought about sending a message to Phoebe.
Me: Hi, Mother-to-be. Are you taking a nap?
Travis smiled after successfully sending a message via WhatsApp to Phoebe. He was silent waiting for a reply while imagining the maid's beautiful face that was increasingly unable to pass from his mind.
Drett... Drett...
Travis saw there was an incoming message, then opened it.
Phoebe: No, I don't take a nap. Today I have a guest and the guest has not come home since this morning even though I am very indifferent to him.
Travis frowned and pulled his back away from the shoulders of the chair. he became curious about who the guest was, so he immediately called Phoebe.
